With the guns flaring 

And drums pounding 

There's no hope of getting rest 

With the lights glaring 

And calls sounding 

And the clenching in your chest 



When the man's in battle 

And the baby's rattle 

Only makes you more depressed 

The wise woman does what she knows 

If it's fighting she fights 

If it's sewing she sews 

When the tension inside 

Overflows and goes to far 



One more star, one more stripe 

To escape your lonely bed 

One more star, one more stripe 

Join the blue, the white and red 

One more star, one more stripe 

As you pray your child's not dead 



With the roof leaking 

And walls wetter 

And the night as black as pitch 

With the wind shrieking 

And his last letter 

Says his fighting in a ditch 

Then the candle flickers 

And the river bickers 

What else can you do but stitch 



One more star, one more stripe 

Til you feel the rising sun 

One more star, one more stripe 

Til this foolishness is done 

One more star, one more stripe 

We'll be waiting when we've won 



Grab a needle, grab a thimble 

If it's all that keeps you sane 

Think of freedom as a symbol 

Think of justice as a game 

Think of life with independence 

Think of muskets and brigades 

Think of taking the oppressors 

Think of banners and parades 



When the gate creaks 

And the paint cracks 

And the cat cries 

And the night falls 

Raise a flag 

Raise a flag 

Raise a flag til you're free 



One more star, one more stripe 

Til this bloodshed's finally through 

One more star, one more stripe 

Til they come back home to you 

One more star, one more stripe 

When there's nothing you can do 



If they take all the things 

That define what you were,

And are 

One more star